Pretty good...

Dear Nicky,

While poor June was tough and hard to handle all day, due to her teething, you were pretty good, and you ate reasonably well, which is always something to be grateful for. You didn't do so good with Rob the PT this morning, but you did do okay with Heather the OT. After Rob left and you guys were napping, I tried once more to get my laptop to work and I was successful enough that I managed to get all my stuff copied off it and on to another disk. Unfortunately, now it doesn't seem to be working very well again. Oh well. Lately, you've taken to crying when I take June up to put her to bed. What's that all about?

Love,
Dad